The living room was quiet except for the shuffle of cards and the low hum of the AC. Jake, twenty-one and home from college for the summer, sat across from his mom, Linda, forty-three, on the worn couch. They'd started the night with beers and boredom, and somehow the talk turned to poker. Linda grinned, a little drunk, and said, "Strip poker. Why not? Loser takes it off."
Jake laughed but agreed. First hand, he lost his shirt. Linda watched his chest, biting her lip. "Not bad, kid." She dealt again. He won. Her blouse came off, revealing a black bra that barely held her heavy tits. Her nipples poked through already.
Next round, pants. Jake stripped to boxers, his cock starting to swell. Linda lost her skirt, sitting in panties that clung to her shaved pussy. "Your deal," she said, voice husky. Cards flew. She lost again. Bra off. Her tits spilled out, full and soft, pink nipples hard. Jake stared. "Fuck, Mom."
She smirked.
"Your turn to lose." He did. Boxers gone. His thick cock sprang up, rock hard. Linda's eyes locked on it. "Jesus, that's big." She dealt sloppy, hands shaking. She lost the panties. Naked now, legs spread a little on the couch, her wet slit glistening.
No more clothes. "Truth or dare version?" she suggested. Jake nodded. "Dare. Touch yourself." Linda reached down, fingers sliding over her clit, rubbing slow then fast. She moaned, staring at his dick. "Your dare. Stroke it." He gripped his shaft, pumping, pre-cum leaking. They watched each other, breathing hard.
Linda leaned in. "Dare you to fuck your mom." Jake didn't hesitate. He pulled her onto his lap, her wet cunt sliding down his cock in one thrust. She gasped, riding him hard, tits bouncing in his face. He sucked a nipple, hands gripping her ass. "Goddamn, Mom, you're so tight and wet."
She ground down, clit rubbing his base. "Fill me up, son. Cum in this pussy." They fucked raw, skin slapping, her juices dripping down his balls. He flipped her onto the couch, pounding deep, her legs over his shoulders. She came first, cunt clenching, screaming his name. He followed, shooting thick loads inside her, breeding her right there on the poker table.
They stayed locked together, panting, cards scattered around them. Linda kissed him deep. "Rematch tomorrow?" Jake grinned, cock twitching inside her. "Every night."
